Electrosensitivity and the Highly Sensitive Person

Being an HSP isn't a flaw but an evolutionary advantage, as has been amply demonstrated by science and history. We were always meant to be the natural outliers of the community, by design, so that we could be the first to notice important things that others miss, picking up envornmental cues and alerting others to any danger that we sensed coming our way. But what happens when our alarms start to go off all the time and when or how do we get a respite? How does this relate to the modern age phenomenon of chronic pain, fatigue and systemic meltdown?

Creating new body memories

As an adjunct to clearing the body of old emotional memories in order to heal, it's important to start a blank canvas of creating positive NEW body memories that invite the body to take part in choosing what makes it feel good. Here's how I'm using that understanding to move into the later stages of recovery from chronic illness, shifting me into a new place when it comes to how resilient and good my body feels (yes, we all still have our off days)...

Food as frequency

Diving in on the assumption that my readers know I talk about the current era as one of evolutionary transition (see footnote below), I want to talk about how my relationship with food has evolved, and revealed itself more fully, over the course of a lifetime. We live in shape-shifting times and our relationship with … Continue reading Food as frequency

High-sensitivity, synesthesia…and hearing tones, seeing lights or other anomalous experiences

Some people, and I count myself among them, are prone to experiencing anomalous experiences; that is, experiences that lie outside the so-called "norm", from high-frequency "tones" ay and night to flashing "lights" and many more special effects. These count as some of the most disturbing and supposedly detrimental to quality of life of all experiences people are said to be encountering in their health today; alarming and even depressing them into states of hopelessness in many cases. Yet what if these sensations are not what they seem, via the rundamentory five-senses system we currently rely upon. What if, like the artist scrabbling for the right colour to express a brand new hue that seeks expression and having to draw on many pigments, textures, all kinds of materials mixed torgether just to get even close to an aproximation of this new "message" that is coming through, our bodies are forced to mix up all our sensory messages...yes, like synesthesia...to try and get through to us something that is just so very important...and its all for us to hear.

Taking a breather

In many ways, looking back at 2017, it looks like I did or "achieved" next to nothing (and I'm not the only person to be saying this) and yet...sometimes, when we take a breather, its the most important thing we can be doing. Some thoughts on some of the powerful things that I feel I got out of a the long slow breath of 2017; perhaps you too.

Super-sensitive abroad

Travelling away from home can be an extra-challenge for those of us with health challenges and sensitivities of any kind because it takes us out of our routine. It's not so much the distance but the upheaval that can be difficult to cope with (on top of the extra tiredness that comes with travel) when you probably have well-established survival tactics in place at home that enable you to cope pretty well with your health most of the time. Booking a holiday can feel a bit like planning to blow all that carefully created homeostasis to pieces in the name of having fun and there have been times when I wonder why I do it; is it even worth it (the answer, by the way, is yes). Changes in sleep arrangements and diet can throw health into disarray when maintaining that balance has become a finely tuned thing.

Claim your own mastery

Here's what's new and long overdue in terms of fully owning it...to others as well as myself. Whatever weird and wonderful experiences I'm having, I'm not fearing it. I'm not buying into any catastrophes around it. I'm not looking to anyone to tell me what is happening, though its always good to find others amongst this first "physical wave" of ascension that know what you're talking about (remembering that not everyone is on the same page or specialising in this aspect of evolution since we all have different themes we are working on). I'm not apologising to anyone for what I am experiencing; am certainly not embarrassed by it or thinking I am doing anything wrong, failing to "let-go, to "clear my shit" or any of the other "work" that people love to talk about; I'm so done with thinking I have to work on myself. In fact, I'm not assuming anything is going wrong at all or dashing to the doctors, taking pills or seeking out an endless array of teachers to "save me". I'm not interpreting this as any one of a zillion popular forms of victimhood that I could label it under or seeing it as a sign of weakness or regression. I KNOW I'm not regressing because I am so clearly evolving....and I know and celebrate this with every fibre of my being. (Read on...)

Recovery is organic

When health recovery is allowed to be organic, a journey that is as worthy as any destination, it equips you with a vast workshop of life-tools that enables you to fine-tune your own experience like never before. Nothing is ever lost or wasted and, you realise, you can always go back, can experiment, can venture further off track (in all aspects of life) than you ever thought possible in your wildest dreams; in short, life becomes unlimited and you learn something very important to know - that you are utterly unique and that no one can create your best experience of this life but you; this is one hundred per cent your journey. So you explore, you play, you recalibrate, you do it your way (and nobody else), you learn to trust yourself, you just know what to do next and you feed the good-nutrients of all the experience you have gathered into the roots of you next best experience, which is the ultimate in organic living. With all this painstaking attention to detail, you express your own worth in every moment; your sheer willingness to get your hands dirty, to pick up the pen and sign the dotted line to take responsibility for your own wellbeing, right down to every brass tack in your body, is the ultimate act of self-love. That's when things really start to happen...